I realize that talking about mental health in "public" as the Internet is, isn't very accepted, but I don't think that's the way it should be. So here's today's relation.

I've had enough happy days over the past few years, that now that my depression is returning more often, I have a very different perspective. Today I could see exactly how I was preventing myself from enjoying the day. That isn't to say I could stop it, but I could see exactly how my own brain chemistry was coloring everything else and I know that missed being able to shed the despair and anger and just enjoy the people and the day.

I can now understand what it must be like to be around me when I'm like that, since there was a part of my brain basically being brought down by my own mood and I kind of felt bad at the rain cloud I was on such a happy day.